Pete Rose Quotes

I bet on baseball in 1987 and 1988.

Never bet on baseball.

I'm not really a gambler, but I'll bet on the Super Bowl or some boxing. Something I feel comfortable with.

At the Mirage Sportsbook, you can get a line on 2 kid playing wiffleball in the backyard in Minnesota

There are a lot of people who influenced me, nurtured me, helped me along the way. But I can just recall looking back, the first time I got my baseball glove. Put it on the wrong hand, all those kind of things.

No man is rich enough to buy back his past.

Relatively, a very small percentage of betting takes place on hockey and even baseball because of the nature of the game and the scoring.

Persons whose wagers depend upon how particular selected athletes perform in actual sporting events stand in no different stead than persons who wager on the outcome of any sporting event in which they are not participants.

I play football, that's what I do, and people can bet on me if they want to, and if they don't, then their loss. Then they don't get a share of the wealth.

While, to me, daily fantasy is in no way sports betting, it's certainly a cousin of sports betting in that it attracts many of the same type of people who would otherwise choose to bet on sports.

Most major sports benefit from the fact that betting by the general public fuels fan interest and boosts television ratings. The Super Bowl and 'March Madness' are prime examples. But sports other than boxing draw a clear line where betting by participants is concerned.

The only gambling I do is on a Saturday afternoon when I might put on two wingers or two strikers.

Our memory is and always will be as good as time travel gets, and in the meantime time will do the travelling for us.

Experience had taught me that even the most precious memories fade with the passage of time.

I rarely think about my childhood. It's a slippery thing I can't keep hold of for long - it slithers out of my grasp. And a lot of the time I remember what was missing instead of what was there. I am a chronicler of absence.

For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind?

How important things had become, now that they were gone! I felt a sudden panic that I would soon forget everything.

The calendar has a magic that makes us imagine a memory can be resurrected and revived, but nothing returns.

I do not remember the '70s, for who-knows-what-all reasons.

The strangeness of Time. Not in its passing, which can seem infinite, like a tunnel whose end you can't see, whose beginning you've forgotten, but in the sudden realization that something finite, has passed, and is irretrievable.

Great Time makes all things dim.

It is with considerable difficulty that I remember the original era of my being

You don't want to get rid of your experiences, because they're your experiences - good or bad - and you need them, but it would be great if they weren't on the video shelf!

The one charm about the past is that it is the past. But women never know when the curtain has fallen.